Lost in the echo

Part 4

A/N: Thank you all for votes and reviews! I appreciate all feedback greatly. This chapter will be little bit darker again so few warnings here- violence and drug mention. And the general yuck warning- the man is back.

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"Guys! Where did you disappear?, Brad came knocking at the bathroom door.

"We're here, coming", Mike answered. "Are you fine to go back? Cause we can stay if you want", he continued to Chester.

"We can go. I think", the singer answered. He was feeling tired but better otherwise. So weird that the emcee came, stayed and even made him feel better.

Mike rose and walked at the door smiling at Chester.

"You both are there? Huh, what were you doing?", Brad stared at them eyes wide. "Oh... OH!", he blushed slightly and started to laugh pointing at the tissue on Chester's hand.

"Oh fuck you! You dirty pervert!", Mike punched Brad playfully and chased him downstairs. Chester laughed and followed them.

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"So tomorrow we should have the rehearsals, but otherwise nothing to do", Mike warmed a cup of hot chocolate for him and Chester. He loved his hot chocolate and felt like Chester could also need a hug in a cup. They had explained to others that Chester had a panic attack so that they would stop asking questions.

"I don't really mind staying here after that though. Got still the same book to read", Rob yawned feeling like he should be going to sleep.

"Fine for me too", Brad answered brushing his teeth in the kitchen sink. Mike rolled his eyes but didn't bother to say anything. He really needed the place back to himself.

"You want the sleeping pill now?", Brad asked from Chester. They had talked earlier that Brad had sleeping pills and could let Chester have one if he would feel like it.

"Maybe I should..", Chester answered gladly. He still felt weird and on the edge. Tired but nervous. He had never used sleeping pills but thought that it would be good now.

Brad went to the medicine cabinet and gave Chester one. "You should get sleepy in an hour or so".

"Thanks", the singer nodded and sipped it with his hot chocolate. Mike made damn good hot chocolate. It needed only mint liquor to be perfect, he thought.

Mike stared at Chester. The singer seemed a lot calmer but still like there was weight on his shoulders and lots on his mind. "What the heck is going on? Was he thinking today about the nightmare earlier and panicked because of that? Or was it some other thing? He has to talk though. It isn't right that he has to go through it all alone. I would help. I want to help"

"Okay, I'm off to bed. Want to read also few chapters before the pill effects. It shouldn't knock me out totally though?, Chester asked from Brad while walking towards the stairway.

"No no, just make you sleepy. You can still function like if you need to get a glass of water or so", Brad explained.

"Good. Night guys!", he smiled and hopped upstairs.

"Hope it helps", Mike said to the guitarist.

"It should. He seemed better though, right?", he nodded back.

"Well... Yeah, kinda..", Mike muttered.

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"Chazzy, I have your favourite sweets. Wanna come?", the man was following him again.

"I don't... I don't have money", he really wanted it but got only few dollars and that wasn't enough he was sure.

"Oh sugar... I think we can make some arrangements", the man smiled and lead him to his car.